I’m really starting to understand the resentment many young people have against “adults”. I’m back in the Atrium (or as I prefer to call it, the Greenhouse) which has un-posted but mainly followed rules of behaviour. Simply put this is a quiet space in which to work. There’s a group of middle aged women that descended upon the greenhouse and gathered around one of the larger tables in the middle of the space. Talking, eating and generally oblivious to the glares easily translated to “shut the fuck up” from the other students attempting to study.

Apparently not as oblivious as I thought, they just whispered to each other and left. Thank god.

It’s fascinating to realize that this area not marked in any way as a quiet study space is one and maintained as such through peer pressure. The only interruptions, that is uncorrected interruptions, have been created by adults. A couple weeks ago I sat here trying to get some measure of study done and resisting my impulse to murder while two older students wouldn’t shut the fuck up.

It’s a good space. Lots and lots of natural light – hell it’s a greenhouse. The temperature is usually nice and neutral and I can watch the world go by, well kinda. Right now it’s more watching the snow swirl around, then hit the ground and melt. I’d prefer to be at one of the tables where I can plug my laptop in, but you take what you can get around noon. I spent about 3 hours here this morning, but gave up my spot to go get lunch and check out the Athletic complex.

I think I’d rather stab myself in the foot than go to the AC for a workout, ever. My wander through and explore had skinny little teenagers staring at me like I had horns or something. I’m serious; a couple kids walked out of the gymnasium, saw me, and then double-checked me as if I was the strangest thing they’d seen in years. The hell. I’m going to stick with my expensive gym that has a million machines, an awesome hot tub and people of all shapes and abilities working out there. Without getting gawked at.

Ok, back to either transcribing my notes to the slide printouts or doing some grammar stuff. Ew.